In the center of the night We become unable tell where the darkness end and we begin Where worlds collide in bleak stains Echoes of our intense calling resounds Deeper and deeper, in places out of reach The names called are breeding and multiplying through themselves It leaves me numb with sheer fear! Still, with the chains of effort shattered I force the mind to depart into places of unbridled lust Temples shunned and forbidden, where ashes are born without fire I stare myself blind at the stranger in the mirror In the nexus of contradiction, in the commotion in between The speaking serpent walks
As an uninvited guest in the flesh of a pious man In sleepless hours, in restless woe A stranger is born within Alike an angel of sinister hunger, scourging the roots of life Nerve by nerve And when we dare to lose ourselves to that aching silence With a fiendish notion even unto ourselves - A phoenix brought back into suffering Imagine what could be sleeping in abodes like these, When their outer shells shine with the fires of hell!
Where the substance of god is fouled, and we are nowhere Vessels for the nameless, hallucinations that grow into bridges to possession We are nowhere, we are nowhere!
Slaves! Kneeling with heads touching burning coal Are you not as ashes born without flames - Here, where the veil separating night and day is so thin? For your eyes burn with forbidden fire Through sleepless hours, in restless woe You face the mirror forced to confess - The world is so much darker now And we are nowhere!
At the diabolist coven Wading in the water of astral shadows At the shore line A breach between the worldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
